It reminds me greatly of Soul Calibur-type swords that change to fit the wielder, only to betray them. I'd like to see a bit more from this post. Can't quite put my finger on what, but I feel like it lacks that certain je ne se qua. It's a solid start, though. Go to Comment

The Helot
A simple patriot of his home city of Arga, he was captured during a war with a neighboring state. He did not go well, fighting bitterly against his newfound slavery. Now forced into hard labor by his captors, he is frequently beaten and abused because of his heritage (the two cities were rivals). He is planning vengence: many of Arga are in the camp of slaves, and he plans to led a rebellion against the tyrants that captured them.

The Pedagogue
Once a professor at the most prestigious of universities, she was captured by slavers en route to an important conference. After learning her identity, the slavers tripled her price (they had been trying to sell her as a flesh slave) and displayed her at the rich cities of the empire. She was purchased by a rich family and given the task of educating their four brats. Although more educated, she is treated less well than the Scribe, mostly due to the abrasive personality of her masters. She has quickly grown bored of teaching the uninterested children elementary knowledge and yearns for more challenging and intelligent conversation. Go to Comment

The scientific discussion is pretty interesting here, but more than that I like the idea of a simple ballistic weapon that can destroy solar systems. Brutally simple.

Supposing one had the proper technology, couldn't an asteroid belt be mined for sufficient minerals to create a Star Hammer? Or enough raw iron be created in some sort of fusion reaction of other, lighter elements? I ask as a pure amateur here; my working knowledge of advanced astrophysics is surpassingly light.

I'm cool with non-magical fruit, but exploring some more of the social construct of the fruit would be interesting. Recipes, old wives tales, the fruit as a symbol for something (health? safe journeys?), etc. It's the little things. Go to Comment

I would actually be rather disturbed to run into a field full of these, especially given my penchant for blowing the heads off of their non-sentient kin. I would almost say it's *too* fantastic for my tastes, but that sounds ridiculous, so I won't say it. A lovely little color creature.

Also, the word "Plantkin" sounds adorable. It is the new nickname of my houseplant. Go to Comment

the dead mechent of death

To Dougles Nye money is power, a powerful wizard only newly into lich-hood

Originally the son of servants to a noble family, yet he found that life humiliating. "How could anyone stand to serve another?" he often wondered. His father, was a greedy man who offered an explanation one day “It’s all for the coin, every demanding, humiliating thing. It’s for the coin, boy."

So when Dougles began developing the potential for magic, he found a way out of a life of servitude. Learning magic though stolen books, he made his escape. Taking the all the possessions of the lord’s vaults with him. He set out to gain as much money as possible.

His gifts for magic allowed him many advantages other merchants could only dream of. Capitalized on the use of deviation magic, allowing him to always having what the city he is in needs most, whether that is wheat or weapons, poison or drug doesn’t matter to him.

Some would say he follows war, disease, famine, and political strife like a vulture looking for a nice carcass to claim. What they don’t know is he has a hand in the conflict he supposedly follows. Assassinating ruler to incite wars, casting spells that decimating crops, acting as an information broker to both sides in a conflict. Dougles is known as a man who can get what you need to some, to other a monster who capitalizes on the suffering of others.

The lich know as Dougles Nye, prefers the title ”The Merchant of Death” for that shows just how much power money has earned him.